Artillery Poetry

The 2nd Royal Guards Artillery (Poetry Division) return from afar with inspiration and bad poetry. They conclude there short sentence with period. All poems should be read out loud to the accompaniment of the sound of distant explosions and screams.

I once viewed a cloud through the small,wound or hole, left by bullet,In the top of my head,A cloud, the size of Iris,Who's dead,I can't remember, I think,I dun..Erm.Some say, erm,The hole thing, head-top? rightNot good.They reckon.Dunno